I cast away my self-aversions, the interjects and self-doubt. I take the leap. They ask me why I leaped so far, why could I not take a safer route?
In my recovery, I have lost a lot of what I once loved, or even liked. Not even being able to remember some of the things. The stuff I do remember once liking is not appealing anymore because too much is on the line.
Too much is on the line and too many people look the other way. The world needs to stop looking the other way. Diving head first into my own head to untie all of the crossed wires.Read more on themighty.com